Sephiroth sighed at Desiree’s posture. Instead of commenting on it though, he focussed on the task he had come for. So he slowly nodded his head, “Understood.” He began to write down the names in his neat articulate hand-writing. “So myself, Jenna, Zach, Cancer, Dimitri, Seres, Xelong, Iris, Alexander, Azul, and Kether.” He seemed amused. “Though, the younger ones won’t really know what is going on.”
“That makes eleven, for you.” He noted that down. “Is that fine?”
Kalysto moved over the bed and gently nudged Orpheus in the shoulder. “Hey,” He grinned. “Don’t want food?”
Milena had raised her head and was chirping at that magic word now.